PP here. It was my first time reading any Montgomery, so I can't compare to the Anne books. I don't think I would have enjoyed reading it by myself, but it was great to read with late elementary/tweens. Lots of funny moments we all enjoyed and lots of the tumult, embarrassment, and growth that comes at that age. |
Hi. I liked Mixed-Up Files because of the art and the mystery and the hiding in a closed building. I guess I liked to speculate about whether it was really possible to avoid detection. Corduroy bear had some similarities and I always liked that book. I also liked the sibling interaction. So nothing to do with the NYC setting. Except it did make me want to visit the Met. I grew up in the Bay Area. Did not like "Margaret". I thought it was vulgar and didn't find it particularly realistic. My friends and I had better things to do than try to grow bigger boobs. Also my mom gave it to me as a didactic book. Julie and the Wolves - yuck. Found it depressing and weird. Between the vague attempted SA and eating wolf barf, I couldn't figure out why grownups thought it was so great. Same with Island of the Blue Dolphins, which I think may have gotten "cancelled" for some reason. |
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This Washington Post column, How Anne of Green Gables Got Me Through Grief, made me cry. But it really shows how some of the childhood books we read resonate our entire lives. Warning, it is about a stillbirth.
Gift link https://wapo.st/4sRZ3LS |
That was so lovely, thank you. I have the exact same editions of the Anne series as in the opening photograph too. May need to crack open Anne’s House of Dreams. |
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[/b]Just wondering . . for those who read Mixed-Up Files and Are You There , God?, did the NYC suburban setting influence your feelings about the books? I grew up in NJ suburbs (kinda -- Princeton), and the Mixed-Up Files felt a lot like my childhood. Less so, Are You There, God?; though the movie brought back a rush of memories. [b]Hi. I liked Mixed-Up Files because of the art and the mystery and the hiding in a closed building. I guess I liked to speculate about whether it was really possible to avoid detection. Corduroy bear had some similarities and I always liked that book. I also liked the sibling interaction. So nothing to do with the NYC setting. Except it did make me want to visit the Met. I grew up in the Bay Area. Did not like "Margaret". I thought it was vulgar and didn't find it particularly realistic. My friends and I had better things to do than try to grow bigger boobs. Also my mom gave it to me as a didactic book.[b] I'm the first PP above and I also loved the mystery at the heart of Mixed-Up Files. I think it inspired me to love research and libraries. And I agree with you about Margaret. I didn't like the book at all -- in my case, one of the popular girls passed it along to me, which made me realize that the popular girls were kind of dull. That said, I would recommend the movie -- even if you're not a Jersey girl. The cast is terrific (especially Rachel McAdams and Bennie Safdie as Margaret's parents, as well as the young actress who plays Margaret) and costumes and set design are excellent. Also, the script does much more with Margaret's mom's career as an artist. |
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To above PP. I think I would rather watch the new series/movie based on Judy Blume's Forever.
Another dreadful book which introduced me to the concept of "skimming for the good parts". I remain shocked by the part where the boy puts aftershave somewhere where it does not belong. Okay...maybe someday I'll watch the Margaret movie. I was just recently pleasantly surprised by the Barbie movie. It surprised me that it was targeted at working moms. That was relatable. |
I'm the PP you quoted. No, I grew up in rural New England in the 70s. The first time I visited NYC was in college. |
I did not know Gordon Kerman’s books, but my husband is a big fan! He read a couple with our kids and they found a movie version of Swindle (with a young very famous actress). Looking online there are other movie versions, too. That sometimes inspired our kids - read the book then we can watch. |